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Mother’s Wrath, Old Hao’s True Might
"I respect my elder brother, so for his sake, Sword Immortal Lin, I advise you not to ddle in other people’s business."
His voice was not loud, but it was as chilling as a cold wind, sending a shiver to the heart.
I was startled, afraid my mother would impulsively get involved in this conflict, and hurriedly sent her a ssage in my mind: "Mom, co back quickly."
Ye Wuhen strode forward, each step steady and oppressive, moving toward Zhao Lingxi.
Daoist Qingxuan imdiately stepped forward without hesitation, shielding Zhao Lingxi behind him. His long sword was already drawn, pointed at Ye Wuhen as he shouted, "Don’t you dare harm my disciple!" With that, he flicked his sword, creating a flourish before striking first. The sword moved like a dragon, stabbing straight at Ye Wuhen.
Ye Wuhen raised an eyebrow, his figure flickering as he easily dodged the fierce attack, then counterattacked swiftly.
Ye Wuhen’s movents were agile, dodging like a phantom, and he struck with a palm, the force howling, making the air tremble.
Daoist Qingxuan fought desperately, but Ye Wuhen’s power was overwhelming. After only a few moves, Qingxuan was struck in the chest, flying like a broken kite into the corner, crashing into the tables and chairs with a bang. His sword fell from his hand, and clutching his chest, he gasped for breath, unable to fight further he could only watch Ye Wuhen with eyes full of unwillingness and helplessness.
This world is truly terrifying. Even as a Golden Core cultivator, I was completely suppressed, unable to move, forced to watch as what I considered a true expert, Daoist Qingxuan, was defeated by Ye Wuhen in just a few moves.
What realm is this? Divine Transformation? Dao Comprehension?
Even more frightening, if I used my full strength, I could destroy the entire inn, yet their battle, confined to the small space of the inn, only broke a few tables and chairs. In that mont, so many thoughts flashed through my mind. My mother stood in front of , protecting , facing Ye Wuhen. Ye Wuhen slowly approached Zhao Lingxi. "Heh, where do you think you can run?"
Zhao Lingxi’s body trembled, tears streaming down her face as she shook her head, her expression heartbreaking. "No... don’t... please... don’t co any closer..." Her voice was choked with sobs. Suddenly, there was a ripping sound as her blue-green Daoist robe was torn, exposing her fair skin to the air.
Her chest was half-exposed, two snowy, plump breasts rising and falling with her breath. "Do you think wearing this robe makes you pure? Have you forgotten the past?" he sneered, roughly pressing Zhao Lingxi onto the table, grabbing her full breasts and kneading them wantonly.
"Mm... no... let go..." Zhao Lingxi struggled, twisting her body to escape, but it was useless.
Her full breasts were squeezed and deford in his hands, the tips occasionally exposed, the two small pink nipples growing even harder from the stimulation.
"See? Aren’t you enjoying it?"
Ye Wuhen mocked, his other hand reaching between her legs.
I watched as this young Daoist nun I’d just t was humiliated before my eyes. This world truly is the law of the jungle, and I felt my own weakness. But then, unexpectedly, my mother stepped in front of , shouting, "Stop!"
Ye Wuhen said,
"Sword Immortal Lin, don’t ddle. Don’t think that just because my brother likes you, I won’t touch you."
With that, he suddenly flipped Zhao Lingxi over, lifted her robe, pulled down her underwear, exposing her round, white buttocks, and slapped them. On her buttock, I clearly saw a tattoo that read "Wen."
"Let tell you, she’s my plaything this is a family matter, understand?"
Mother’s face flushed at the scene, but she still said, "You’re... forcing her... you’re forcing her."
Ye Wuhen let go of Zhao Lingxi, who collapsed to the floor, covering her chest with one hand, trying to pull up her underwear with the other, her body trembling, face streaked with tears her pitiful appearance was heart-wrenching.
Mother watched Ye Wuhen approach her, panic rising in her heart. As a modern woman’s soul, she couldn’t just stand by and watch Zhao Lingxi suffer, but Ye Wuhen’s display of power made her hesitant.
At that mont, inspiration flashed in Mother’s mind. She tried to recall the sword techniques I had taught her "Azure Glow," "Azure Edge"... She summoned her courage and swung her arms with all her might.
In an instant, ten white sword energies howled forth.
Ye Wuhen’s face was full of mockery; in his eyes, those ten sword energies were slow and weak, not worth his attention.
But just as he dismissed them, the ten sword energies suddenly vanished.
Imdiately, blood began to seep from his white robe. His face turned pale, eyes filled with shock and disbelief, his body swaying as he barely managed to stand.
"How is this possible? I’m at the Dao Comprehension Realm how could I be wounded by a re Nascent Soul?"
Ye Wuhen roared in disbelief, his voice trembling with anger and pain, his gaze fixed on Mother as if to see through her.
I hadn’t expected Mother to injure Ye Wuhen, but what surprised even more was that the previously inconspicuous Old Hao now slowly stood up.
He straightened his back, and his once ordinary figure now radiated an invisible pressure.
Old Hao turned to Ye Wuhen and said calmly, "You’re interrupting my drinking."
Ye Wuhen’s heart skipped a beat; he instantly realized that it couldn’t have been Sword Immortal Lin who injured him, but this seemingly unremarkable coachman before him.
He scrutinized Old Hao, but found that the man was like a bottomless, dark spring impossible to see through. Even just eting his gaze, Ye Wuhen felt an invisible pressure, sothing he’d only felt before from his second uncle.
"Who are you?" Ye Wuhen asked, suppressing his unease.
"? Just a good person." Old Hao’s lips curled into a faint, enigmatic smile.
After a brief standoff, sweat beaded on Ye Wuhen’s forehead. He slowly bowed his head, his body bending as he perford a formal bow.
"Senior, I was rash. Please forgive my offense."
His voice trembled, all arrogance gone.
Truly able to bend and yield, Ye Wuhen slowly retreated. Old Hao said, "If you hit soone, you should leave sothing behind."
Old Hao reached out and, with a motion in the air, took the jade pendant from Ye Wuhen’s waist. Ye Wuhen was shocked, but dared not resist.
Ye Wuhen’s lips trembled, but he could only endure, saying softly,
"Senior, this jade pendant... please accept it. I only hope you’ll be rciful and forgive my rashness."
Old Hao toyed with the jade pendant, not even glancing at Ye Wuhen, just nodding slightly to indicate he could leave.
Ye Wuhen left. As his figure disappeared, the force that had bound vanished as well. I could finally move. Only then did I realize my back was drenched in sweat, the cold sweat clinging to my clothes, a testant to the harrowing scene just now.
"Damn, this world is terrifying," I muttered under my breath.
Mother hugged the still-trembling Zhao Lingxi, then turned to and said softly, "Go get so clothes."
"Oh, oh." I nodded quickly, hurrying to the carriage. After searching for a while, I found a suitable outfit, clutched it tightly, and rushed back to the inn to hand it to Mother.
Then I walked up to Old Hao, full of respect and gratitude, and bowed deeply, saying, "Thank you, Senior, for your help..."
Before I could finish, Old Hao waved his hand and said,
"Don’t forget to pay for the wine."
...
That night.
After the earlier ordeal, everyone was exhausted. Mother took the frightened Zhao Lingxi to one room, while I stayed with Old Hao and the seriously injured Qingxuan Daoist in another.
Old Hao checked and said that although Qingxuan was badly hurt, his life was not in danger he just needed rest to recover.
Because the upcoming cultivator tournant was so important to all the sects, Qingxuan naturally refused to give up. Our carriage was just big enough, so he traveled with us.
On the carriage, I sat beside Old Hao not by choice, but by Mother’s arrangent.
On one hand, Qingxuan could only lie down, making space tight; on the other, since Mother realized Old Hao was a hidden master, she couldn’t let him keep acting as the coachman.
So I was sent out to learn to drive the carriage with Old Hao.
With more people, the journey was no longer so lonely; there was a bit of lively atmosphere.
Mother was no longer lonely either. Zhao Lingxi was deeply grateful for Mother’s rescue, and although Mother was known as the "World’s Number One Beautiful Sword Immortal," she was still a modern woman and didn’t care about old customs. After a few days together in the carriage, the two beca as close as sisters, often laughing together and bringing warmth and joy to the long journey.
"There’s a spiritual spring not far ahead. Let’s stop there to rest the water is special and will help Qingxuan recover," Old Hao suggested.
Over these days, I learned that Daoist Qingxuan was also a Nascent Soul expert. Thinking back, he had bravely fought the Dao Comprehension realm Ye Wuhen to protect his disciple such courage and resolve was truly admirable.
Since we had ti, Old Hao suggested visiting the spring so Qingxuan could heal faster.
"Can we bathe at the spring?" Mother asked hopefully.
Since leaving the sect, it had been days without a proper bath. The discomfort was growing, and her longing for a good soak was building.
"Of course," Old Hao replied. "This spring is a hot spring, good for healing, relaxing, and restoring energy a perfect place to rest."
At his words, the two won in the carriage cheered. Old Hao and I exchanged a smile won always love cleanliness.
But then I rembered sothing and sent a ntal ssage to Mother, "Mom, you didn’t forget... that thing, did you?"
After all, the green jade dildo was still inside her.
"Oh, I got so excited about bathing I forgot about it."
It seed Mother was getting used to it...
"No worries, that girl has her secrets too. Even if she finds out, it’s no big deal."
It looked like the two really had beco close friends.
"Alright, I’ll listen to you, Mom."
"You little rascal, what are you thinking?"
"I... I’m not thinking anything."
"Hmph, you ca out of my belly. You’ve been acting strange these days."
She was right. Lately, I kept thinking of Zhao Lingxi’s pitiful, bullied look and the tattoo on her white, round buttocks. That torn robe, the exposed white skin, the pink nipples the contrast haunted my mind, even appearing in my dreams.
"Have you fallen for that Zhao girl?"
I nearly fell out of the carriage at Mother’s words. Old Hao beside asked, "What’s wrong?"
"Nothing, just lost my balance."
I quickly replied to Mother, "No, don’t say that."
"Hmph, fine if you don’t like her. I think the girl’s nice, and the way she looks at you is interesting."
"What do you an, interesting?"
"Silly boy, you don’t notice your own looks. You’ve changed a lot lately. You were already handso, and now with your cultivation, you look even more refined like a little fresh at, as they say."
Hearing Mother’s words, I couldn’t help but smile. n like complints just as much as won.
Old Hao sat steadily up front, flicking the reins as the carriage rolled along a secluded path.
After about half an hour, a small courtyard like a hidden paradise appeared before us.
The courtyard wasn’t large, but the two-story building inside was striking.
At the gate stood two burly n in matching uniforms, watching us warily. As we got off the carriage and approached, one of them stretched out a thick arm:
"This place isn’t open to outsiders. No loitering!"
I was about to answer, but Old Hao calmly took out a jade pendant the one he’d taken from Lin Wuhen.
The guards’ eyes were imdiately drawn to the pendant. Their stern faces lted into fawning smiles, and they bowed deeply, saying:
"Forgive us, Elder, we didn’t recognize you. We deserve to die."
"Alright, take us in. We want to soak in the spring," Old Hao said flatly.
"Yes, sir."
On the way, Old Hao explained to that this place belonged to the Longevity Sect. "Only the elite or those who’ve made great contributions can use this spring."
"So Lin Wuhen is from the Longevity Sect?"
No wonder he was so powerful. "He’s the second son of the sect master," Old Hao replied.
Then... why are we coming here? Wait that day, Lin Wuhen said his elder brother liked my mother. His elder brother is the sect master’s first son?
Hearing this was Longevity Sect property, Zhao Lingxi grew nervous, clinging to Mother’s arm.
Her face turned pale, eyes full of unease and fear.
Mother gently patted her back, whispering, "Don’t be afraid, Old Hao is here."
Led by the attendant, we entered the courtyard, passed through the building, and followed a winding corridor.
The wooden floor creaked softly underfoot, blending with the tranquil atmosphere.
Passing through a moon gate, the view opened up to an open-air hot spring. Steam rose from the water, sparkling in the sunlight, and the stones around the pool were polished smooth.
The attendant bowed to Old Hao: "Elder, the n’s spring is this way; the ladies may follow us to the won’s area."
A maid led Zhao Lingxi and Mother toward the spring behind a screen of flowers.
Zhao Lingxi looked back anxiously, clutching Mother’s sleeve.
Old Hao reassured her, "Don’t worry, this place is safe. No one else can get in. Enjoy the spring’s nourishnt."
The air was filled with warm steam and a faint dicinal scent. Old Hao explained:
"That’s the Longevity Sect’s special hot spring formula. It’s said to strengthen the body and clear the ridians."
The three of us slowly undressed and entered the warm spring. The water enveloped us instantly, like gentle hands soothing every inch of tired skin.
"Here, you absorb spiritual energy faster than outside. Try irrigating your core again," Old Hao said through the mist.
I sat in the spring as instructed, closed my eyes, and began my practice.
Imdiately, the spiritual energy around surged in, streaming through my pores.
I don’t know how long it took, but eventually I felt "full" again.
I looked inward at my core, now like a child. I reached out and rged with it. As my spiritual power drained, the core visibly grew. Just as its growth slowed and I thought the process was ending, a surge of powerful energy appeared.
It was the green energy from the ring what was happening?
All my focus was on controlling my consciousness and the core, unable to attend to anything else.
But the green energy surged in like a river, continuously pouring in.
The "child" core in my body grew like a balloon under the energy, until it beca just like now. Then it opened its eyes and smiled at . The suddenness startled at first.
But then, a wonderful feeling rose in my heart, as if an invisible bridge had ford between us, a strange connection of "he is , I am him."
The core had gained a spirit this was the Spirit Embodint Realm.
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